CAMELOT FANTASIES

Many exchanges left them bereft of words to share
They sat in silence looking at each other
Making the eye contact through love and care
Painting and sculpting as the afternoon light
Heightened their works of art
Altering mood filling music to assist
Making their bodies move left to right
Feverishly melding their creativity
Leveling up the inspirations with specificity
It takes time for the objects of art
With love to come into full bloom
Calling it an artistic affair
Morning through night

~Divine